[Felix certainly never told Claude, but Claude definitely found out. The Tragedy was a major historical and political event, and it directly affected some of Claude's classmates; of course he sought out details.]
I wouldn't say it was some great and glorious accomplishment, so much as it says a lot about the kind of man your brother was that his dying act was to protect the people he could - especially a kid. That's worth respecting. [Claude shakes his head.] But you're right - obviously it would've been vastly more ideal if he could have accomplished it and survived. The dying wasn't what made his actions admirable. But considering what happened in the Tragedy...that the knights who fought there managed to keep anyone alive at all, never mind themselves, is pretty miraculous. I think it's possible to mourn those deaths and respect what their dying actions managed to accomplish against all odds at the same time.
But sometimes, especially when you're close to someone...nothing could ever make losing them any less awful. No matter how admirable their final moments might have been, or what their actions might have accomplished. I can't say I blame people who're grieving for trying to find meaning in those things, if it makes them feel any better, but...one man's medicine is another man's poison, and obviously that kind of thinking just made the pain worse for you.
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Date: 2020-12-25 05:50 pm (UTC)I wouldn't say it was some great and glorious accomplishment, so much as it says a lot about the kind of man your brother was that his dying act was to protect the people he could - especially a kid. That's worth respecting. [Claude shakes his head.] But you're right - obviously it would've been vastly more ideal if he could have accomplished it and survived. The dying wasn't what made his actions admirable. But considering what happened in the Tragedy...that the knights who fought there managed to keep anyone alive at all, never mind themselves, is pretty miraculous. I think it's possible to mourn those deaths and respect what their dying actions managed to accomplish against all odds at the same time.
But sometimes, especially when you're close to someone...nothing could ever make losing them any less awful. No matter how admirable their final moments might have been, or what their actions might have accomplished. I can't say I blame people who're grieving for trying to find meaning in those things, if it makes them feel any better, but...one man's medicine is another man's poison, and obviously that kind of thinking just made the pain worse for you.